Zhang Feng was sitting in the boss’s chair, looking at Master ng and the driver standing in the room.
"Am I an accomplice now?" The driver had been silent all the way, feeling like he had sided with the wrong person.
In the past, he thought Master ng was a good person.
But now he knew the aning of "knowing a person’s face but not their heart."
"I’ll get it now!" Master ng just wanted to survive, feeling that this man with strange thods might not have such a strong intent to kill?
Thinking that, he quickly went to a cabinet, opened the door, and looked at the safe inside.
After a series of unlocking steps.
The safe opened, revealing detailed account sheets and a file folder containing docunts.
"Inside are the dicine recipe code numbers. The book ’Science and Pharmacology’ on your bookshelf is the solution."
He placed the file on the table. "The dicine recipe code, a backup is in the lab below, Brother Ling and Yu God also have a copy, all preserved on paper."
"Alright." Zhang Feng opened the file, flipped through the prescription, noting down the nuric codes like ’125’ and ’4642’.
Having worked undercover before, and with Master ng’s explanations, he quickly understood the specific operations.
Later on, he picked up that book and matched the numbers to the book pages and lines.
With Zhang Feng’s proficient decoding experience and quick neural responses.
Coupled with swift power, he flipped through the pages—when he wanted page 12, it was page 12.
A cipher of over five thousand words; in less than two hours, Zhang Feng morized and decoded it all in his mind while reciting.
He had reverse-engineered these prescriptions before, so comprehending them just by associating with past knowledge was simple.
After morizing these.
Though Zhang Feng’s mind felt a bit cluttered and needed sorting, he was in a good mood.
Because the gained enhanced prescription could significantly reduce real-world developnt ti and improve efficiency.
Maybe if he hurried, he could ’synthesize’ the pharmacological elents within a month in reality to try them out himself first.
As for grafting, refining, and naturally cultivating the dicinal herbs, that could be realized within three months.
"According to the nature of this prescription, once researched in reality, I should be able to add 1~10 points to my constitution."
As Zhang Feng sat still, he slowly processed the swift mory thoughts while summarizing the gains.
"The first 1 point in constitution effects within half an hour of consumption.
The subsequent 9 points will gradually enhance my physique as the pharmacological effects unfold slowly.
With my absorption and practice rate, it should be a six-month process.
My current physical constitution is over a hundred, basically, it’s a significant ’base multiplier’ of one-tenth.
If I can make it, I’ve essentially created a ’double epic joy’ reinforced in reality.
And it’s for everyone.
It’s just that for others to gain 10 points in constitution, it might take years to decades."
Zhang Feng thought as he felt the ’knowledge’ in the adventure world was the main reward.
After all, the current double joy item is just around 2 points.
But acquiring it is relatively simple.
As long as I survive till the last option enhancent, it’s available automatically.
Knowledge, on the other hand, takes a lot of ti and effort, leveraging a ’back team force’ in reality to materialize the adventure world items.
The latter is much harder, but also more rewarding.
After resting for a while.
Zhang Feng looked at the restless Master ng, "Let’s go, take to your lab."
Leaving the office.
The way was unimpeded.
Following Master ng’s lead.
Zhang Feng soon followed a small path into this underground area.
At first glance, it was a massive renovated cellar.
The array of instrunts was dizzying, with staff manually brewing dicine.
In the corners, there were four guards with guns at their waists.
Four more guards took shifts resting in the above factory.
And at this mont, inside the laboratory, slightly to the left, there was a transparent curtain with two naked bodies, completely unrecognizable.
Zhang Feng saw them and knew without ’possessing this world’s Zhang Feng,’ his fate would likely have been the sa.
Researched by them and then dead.
Because the bodies in the curtain had been dead for days, preserved by a solution to prevent decomposition, used by staff to study a mishmash of items and await new ’resources.’
Beside the corpses, several staff mbers pointed and calmly recorded under the curtain.
The rest of the staff seed unfazed by such sights.
Zhang Feng swept a glance over them, first looking at the silent fist-clenching driver, then at the eager Master ng,
"Call those four gunn over."
"Okay!" Master ng’s spirit rose, plotting to go over and see if there was an opportunity to shoot first.
But Zhang Feng pulled his shoulder,
"Call from here. If you can’t, use the communicator."
"Alright..." Feeling the power on his shoulder, Master ng calmly requested a communicator from a passing staff mber.
"Also," Zhang Feng pointed upward, "get the resting ones in the factory up there to co down too."
If killing, do it thoroughly.
Though handing them over to authorities would be better, according to sentencing, it’s the fairest.
But if investigated, and news leaks, Yu God and others might hide.
Better to disguise it as private vendettas—news spreading would mostly see it as such.
"I’ll call them now." Master ng, unaware of Zhang Feng’s intent to eliminate everyone, wasn’t even considering that aspect.
After all, there were over seventy people here, over seventy lives!
"Gather up..."
"Boss ng is calling us down..."
"Quick!"
With Master ng ordering the gathering.
Not only did the factory personnel descend.
Lab workers also gradually put down their tasks and gathered towards Boss ng.
And at this mont.
Zhang Feng placed his palm on Master ng’s shoulder.
Master ng lost the ability to speak, directing the eight gunn, "You co up front."
"Yes!" Without suspicion, they moved toward Master ng.
As the distance gradually shortened.
"Why are we being gathered?" The staff curiously watched.
"So sleepy..." So just awakened and descended personnel yawned, wondering.
’They must want to disarm them...’ Master ng assud Zhang Feng intended to disarm the eight.
But as the eight gunn continued to approach, closing in to ten ters.
Whoosh—
Zhang Feng suddenly leapt across the final ten ters, reaching the two foremost gunn.
Hands reached out, instantly snatching away the pistols from both.
Bang bang bang!
Zhang Feng quickly aid and fired, killing the remaining six guards, then aid the gun at all the stunned staff.
Bang bang—
In the next second, continuous gunfire echoed throughout the lab.
Screams, pleas for rcy, and fear spread through the entire cellar.
"Help!"
"Don’t kill !"
Blood spattered in the air, bodies fell one by one.
"He really isn’t human... he’s lost all humanity..." Master ng, seeing Zhang Feng gunning down staff throughout the cellar, knew he wouldn’t be spared.
He wanted to run, but fear of Zhang Feng made his legs weak.
After half a minute.
The gunfire ceased its continuity, occasionally ringing out instead.
"Seventy-five, two more."
Click—
Another clip ran dry.
Zhang Feng tossed the right-hand gun aside, stepping through a puddle of blood, retrieving another gun from a dead guard’s waist.
Then, turning back.
Bang!
The bullet precisely struck a worker poking their head from behind an instrunt.
"One left."
Zhang Feng sidestepped, looking at the now-urinated Master ng, "Master ng, it’s you."
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